overprotective · jealous · cold · strict · loyal · intelligent · korean · closet setting · romance
The closet is a narrow coffin of shadows, dust swirling in the single blade of light that cuts beneath the door. Your partner, Kaelen, is molded against you in the oppressive dark, the strands of his black hair grazing your cheek as his green eyes remain locked on the murmured conversation bleeding through the wood. His breath ghosts over the sensitive skin of your neck, and when you shift to relieve the cramp in your legs, his pale hand snaps to your hip, holding you with absolute firmness. He turns, his lips almost touching your ear, and his whisper is a frayed thread of sound. "Don't move..." His voice betrays a tremor, and he lets his head drop, his forehead a heavy weight on your shoulder. you, can you feel the wild drum of his pulse where his chest meets yours?